Naruto: Big Foodie

The second round of the fall selection — which Yang Ming prefers to call the semifinals — officially kicked off a week after the first round.

It became lively again between the moon and the sky, and the venue, which usually seemed lonely because of its spaciousness, was packed with people.

The urgency of the atmosphere is completely different from the usual, so that the voices of the audience in the stands are a little quieter. But they couldn't help it. At the front of the auditorium, the elites from the cooking world were already seated. The expression on their faces in formal clothes and sitting upright made the meaning of this game serious.

"A lot of chefs and celebrities came here this time..."

"I heard that this year's students are very good, so everyone should come and see."

Genius is an existence that can only be seen from afar and cannot be chased.

Whether you feel unwilling or bitter, you have to admit that it only takes a little time to surpass your proud cooking skills—

Heaven's Pride.

Togetsu Academy is the top cooking school in the East, and the most dazzling Togetsu Ten Masters are geniuses that are hard to catch up in the eyes of ordinary people.

As for the four people standing in the semi-finals of this autumn selection, it is no exaggeration to say that they are the top ten reserves. When I saw them, I seemed to see Totsuki's future, and a microcosm of the future peak of the cooking world.

Yang Ming was sitting in the players' lounge, and his relaxed mood during the previous game turned out to be a little nervous. It is true that this game is different from the past, whether it is the audience or the opponent.

Having participated in so many competitions, and the usual cooking competitions are also large-scale, the chefs who have learned from this rain of swords, guns and swords naturally have their own ways to calm down.

And Yang Ming's method is to... sharpen his knife.

I saw him sitting quietly on the chair, placing the azure-colored whetstone taken out from the package on the table in front of him, slowly and leisurely, pushing Tulong's blade across the water-sprayed whetstone, just like. A musician playing the violin.

After a while, the tip of Tu Long's blade seemed to be reborn, flashing with a frightening silver light. Yang Ming squinted at the blade, facing the light, and gently scraped the blade with his tender fingertips, making people worry about this. Will the sharp blade cut through his skin?

It seems that he was not satisfied with the situation of the blade, Yang Ming continued to sprinkle some water and continued to grind it slowly. The first game was Ye Shanliang against Nakiri Alice, the second game was his turn, and the time was still very early. .

The TV in the lounge can see the live broadcast, but he doesn't want to watch it.

Many chefs are now ditching the whetstone for something as quick and easy as a sharpener. However, it is difficult to adjust the angle of the sharpener, and it wears a lot to the kitchen knife, so Yang Ming still insists on this simple and traditional method.

"Speaking of which, Yukihira seems to be using a whetstone." He also brought the whetstone from home to Totsuki. After watching him play last time, he deliberately sharpened the knife again.

In fact, the level of a chef can be seen from his attitude towards the kitchen knife in his hand.

Yang Ming was slowly sharpening the knife in his hand, but the thoughts in his mind did not stop for a moment, and he was still quickly calculating the cooking process to be done later. Even now, the seasoning and process of cooking have not been completely determined, and every second passed, he would think of new ideas.

Spices, heat, techniques, knife skills... any small change will cause a series of small changes, and the accumulation of these small changes will lead to qualitative changes that will completely transform a dish into another.

Unfamiliar exam questions...

strong opponent...

tight time...

Just like that... let's give it a go, surpass your past self and past recipes one by one...

"I prepared the ingredients three days ago, and I asked Mito and Erina to get the best of the same type."

"Because the seasonings sold on the market are not very good, I also prepared the seasonings myself, and it took two days to prepare them.

"Tulong has also been sharpened, and it should be easy to cut it later."

"I've done my best, and the rest is up to destiny."

At this time, exclamations and noises were faintly heard from outside the door. Yang Ming guessed that the game outside should have come to an end.

"Hello! Is that Yang Ming?" After knocking on the door twice, the staff unscrewed the handle and shouted into the room, "Please prepare, the game will start in a while."

Yang Ming opened his mouth, but restrained himself from asking about the result of the game outside.

"Okay." Yang Ming gently wiped Tulong clean, put it back in the original leather case, and packed the water bottle and sharpening stone, "I'll go right there."

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"Oh! It's out!" Yang Ming had just walked out of the player passage when he heard the audience in the stands shouting his name loudly, as if trying to attract his attention.

"It's Senior Yang Ming!"

Feeling that countless familiar eyes were watching him, Yang Ming paused, pressed Tulong lightly, and continued walking.

Xingping Chuangzhen walked over from the entrance at the other end. Now he can experience the feeling of Mizuaku Subaru back then. Even though the two of them were on the field, the audience was shouting Yang Ming's name, um... a little embarrassing. .

However, he was obviously not that particular about these things. The two walked to the center of the venue, and Xingping Chuangzhen first said hello to Yang Ming.

"how do you feel?"

"not bad."

"Then I'm really looking forward to it..." Xingping Chuangzhen realized that he felt a long-lost excitement from Yang Ming.

"Well, in this game, either you die or I live." Yang Ming smiled and tied his long black hair back with a hair tie to prevent it from getting in the way.

"Of course it is!" Xingping Chuangzhen replied bluntly, UU reading www.uukanshu.com just finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, "...how do you feel that according to what you said, I seem to be dead horizontally and vertically?"

"Hahahahaha..." The audience under the stage also laughed together. The two sides of the previous game had never had such a good atmosphere for chatting.

"Okay..." On the platform between the moon and the sky, where the judges were seated, Gin Dojima dressed in a formal suit and stood up with a microphone.

Yang Ming hadn't noticed it before, but only then did he realize that the judges on the judge's seat at this time were no longer the ones headed by Commander Nakiri in the first round, but Dojima Gin, Suwon Tomi, Kanyakako, etc. Several Togetsu Academy graduates.

Seeing Yang Ming looking towards them, Gan Ri Xiangzi smiled and waved to him.

"Togetsu Academy's autumn selection, the second round of the second round, Yukihira Soma will play against Yang Ming!"

"The title is "A Western Main Course". "

"Cooking - start!"